Ronald Eric Wakefield
Contradiction - Poem by Ronald Eric Wakefield
We look into the future and long for a certain day.
When it comes we seek another; not the one we call -
Though, if we're asked if life is dear,
'Tis, "Yes" we'd promptly say.
Then why is it that year by year,
We're wishing life away?
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